I should have been good in math or science or something, because then I could have been a big wheel in "controls." Whatever the hell that is.
I like the idea of going to a class reunion, say, and when asked what I do, being able to exhale a puff of a macanudo, act surprised and say "Me? Oh, I'm in controls."
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